Chapter 182 Wu Gousheng has a high fever
With two loud bangs, two unconscious people were thrown into the house.
The others in the room were startled, as if they had been thrown in not two people, but two vicious wolves.
Wan Qiqi had fainted from exhaustion, her head hitting the ground, and the pain gradually brought her back to her senses.
Damn it, I almost died!
Although she was awake, she didn't want to move.
She was dragged along the mountain road repeatedly until her limbs felt like they were falling apart!
My clothes were soaked, and even though I could feel the straw beneath me, it couldn't stop the chill of the ground from seeping into my clothes and seeping into my bones.
She felt that if things continued like this, she would freeze to death before the government troops attacked Lianshan.
The curled fingers twitched twice, and finally, after gathering enough strength, it managed to turn itself over.
Wan Qiqi exhaled a breath of stale air, opened her eyes to look at the roof beam, and mentally complained about all sorts of things.
Just then, a young girl entered her field of vision.
Then, one, two, three...
Wan Qiqi was starting to doubt whether she was seeing things. How could there be so many rich young ladies and gentlemen dressed in silk?
She suddenly sat up from the ground.
Those people seemed frightened and immediately huddled in the corner, trembling.
Wan Qiqi turned herself around, leaned against the door, and looked into the room.
She then discovered that there were more than ten young men and women locked in the room, all dressed in fine clothes, clearly sons and daughters of some wealthy family.
But now everyone is filthy and their faces show fear. If they changed their clothes, they would never look like rich kids.
Their gazes toward Wan Qiqi contained scrutiny, curiosity, and fear.
No one dared to approach Wan Qiqi to greet her, and the look in their eyes when they looked at Wu Gousheng was filled with fear.
Wan Qiqi followed the gaze and her brows furrowed.
At this moment, only Wu Gousheng's back was exposed, his clothes were stained yellow with mud and water, and there were also bloodstains mixed in.
No matter how you look at it, it looks like a corpse was thrown in, not a living person.
Wan Qiqi leaned against the door for a long time to rest before she regained some strength and crawled to Wu Gousheng's side.
When I touched her, I realized she was burning up like a furnace!
She tried several times to turn the person over, but failed. She could only shout to the crowd hiding in the corner, "Two people, come and help me!"
Those people were too timid to step forward, and even those who mustered the courage to help were pulled back.
Seeing that they hadn't moved for a long time, Wan Qiqi gave up the idea of asking them for help.
These are probably the daughters and sons of wealthy families in nearby towns, used to being waited on. Now that they've been kidnapped and brought up the mountain, they're terrified and have no interest in caring about others.
Actually, Wan Qiqi was also scared.
But her desire to live was stronger than her fear.
She had barely survived the plague and famine, and her business had flourished, allowing her to legitimately grow vegetables that hadn't yet been officially introduced to the market. She couldn't die here.
She must live!
With this belief in mind, she grabbed Wu Gousheng's shoulders, gritted her teeth, and turned him over so that his face was facing the roof beam.
Even though Wu Gousheng was unconscious, his brows were still furrowed, and it was clear that he was in great pain.
Wan Qiqi placed her palm on Wu Gousheng's forehead, estimating that it was burning at around 40 degrees Celsius. If left untreated, it would burn him to death.
No! Absolutely not!
She couldn't let anyone follow her out and then lie down and go back.
Wan Qiqi glanced at the crowd huddled in the corner, then gathered her strength, crawled to the locked door on her knees, and knocked twice before being subdued.
Because they were afraid that no one would come to help, they rushed up and grabbed Wan Qiqi, dragging her away from the gate.
Wan Qiqi was caught off guard and hadn't recovered her strength, so she could only let people drag her along. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the terrified expressions on the faces of those people.
One of the girls gritted her teeth and muttered, "If you're looking to die, don't drag us down with you!"
Wan Qiqi was confused. She just wanted to call someone to treat Wu Gousheng's injuries, how did that become courting death?
The one who was cursing was Fang Luxue, the daughter of Magistrate Fang, who had also been trapped here the longest.
She remembered that a couple of days ago someone was making a fuss, which annoyed the bandits, so they just stabbed the person to death.
Blood splattered on the straw, staining a large area red!
A seemingly frail-looking young man standing nearby, his face pale, said, "Fang Lucue, I don't think she did it on purpose. The person on the ground looks like he's about to die; if they don't see a doctor soon, he might die!"
Fang Luxue immediately retorted: "Su Jie was just a lackey. He's dead, so be it. Just don't drag us down with him!"
The man named Su Jie moved his lips, but ultimately lowered his head and said nothing.
Just then, footsteps could be heard outside.
"What's all the noise about? You've kept me from getting a good night's sleep!"
A shrill male voice entered everyone's ears as the door opened.
The leader was a man with a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks, and his face was covered with freckles.
He glanced around the room; everyone had their heads down.
The arrested person dared not look at him, nor dared to let him see his face clearly.
The person who arrived was none other than Shan Xia Hu's capable general—Chen Mazi!
Chen Mazi first noticed Wan Qiqi staring intently at him, then saw the motionless person on the ground. He walked over and kicked the person twice, but there was no response. He said impatiently, "Who threw this dead body in? If all these young masters and ladies get sick, what will we use to exchange for grain?"
His eyes were filled with greed, and his gaze towards Wan Qiqi was somewhat lewd.
The young masters and ladies who had been captured were all afraid of him; he was the only one who dared to look him in the eye.
Wan Qiqi was unaware of the impending danger and was still wondering where they would throw the dead body and whether Wu Gousheng would be discovered and rescued.
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